Thegrenades had five second fuses.There was a thunderous explosion as the grenades detonated amid thefuel drums, filling the whole warehouse with an e...ormous fireball. Ijust had time to smile before the flames engulfed us.Then I died.***I broke myself free from the memory with a start. I had previouslyremembered none of this, and so it carried the freshness and horror ofsomething I had only just experienced rather than the distance usual tofifty year old memories. I glanced down at my woman's. She is a pretty girl. A lovely, young, respectable, wife type. I like those the best. I pick them up from the shops or the hairdressers. I make conversation. They smile politely. Then I drop them off and I know I am gone from their minds like I never existed. Then tonight out of the blue, its Christmas come early and I get the chance to fuck one. He leaned closer and I could smell stale cigars on his breath. He said conspiratorialy. nodding towards Dimitri who was now so drunk,he was having to. Janu ki zubaan sonu ki gaandh kay ander bhi masti karthi hai.Aagay janu kursi per beth jaati hai. Aor sonu jukh kar janu kay lund ko apnay moonh mein lay latih hai.Kabhi sonu kay lund koh chusti hai kabhi bahir nikhaal kar chaattih hai dadarthi hai aor phir moonh mein daal kar choosti hai. Abh dononh karey ho jatey hein aor janu apnay lund ko sonu ki tanghonh kay darmian chuth say ragharta hai. Thori dehr agahay say aor phir peechay say. Saath janu kay haath boobs say chuth aor gaandh say masti. My thoughts kept drifting to Dale. From the moment we met in that parking lot almost 2 weeks ago, I couldn’t seem to get him out of my head. More than once during the past days I had found myself thinking of him, imagining us together, and had become aroused. One night, I was so overtaken with thoughts of him, that I lied in bed next to my sleeping husband, listening to him snore, and brought myself to orgasm. With my eyes closed, I could almost feel his mouth on my skin, kissing softly down.